The Allure Of The Loved

I have borne witness,
To the boundless warmth,
The immeasurable spark,
The seductive charm,
Of those that are adored.

By adored, I mean this;
Your voice is heard,
Your thoughts are valued,
Your well-being is considered,
By those near and dear.

I am atune to this because;
I latch on to my hollows,
The pockets of my heart that are burdened;
With unmet needs,
Unmet expectations.

I am fluent in all the shadows my heart occupies;
The lonely expanses,
The endless longing,
The silent cries,
For all that has been missed.